*LATE NIGHT RAMBLING*I pore temptation in the skyPaint my woman like the color purplein hopes that someone will stop and take a peekMaybe someone will notice my madness and beautifulAt least that’s what I’ve been toldSome think that all this mess is beautifulThat’s something I will never understandHow my scars hold stars in their bloodHow my blemishes look like some form of artHow my burdens make unorthodox dreams I guess there’s a lyric in my lonelinessA baseline the fighters in the world dance toUs shattered folks know how to bounce like light on stained glassWe mirror the night in the way we search for peaceWe eclipse the moon with our sorrowsand let our art expose them to the worldIt’s what we doWe live to write about itTo sing about itWe live hoping God is not always watchingbecause we have the tendency to f**k upWe have the tendency to cry at the sight lovebecause we know that people can make love hurt sometimesBut they say we are beautifulthen give us every reason not to believe it when they leave#beauty #sorrow #artists #living #yeyodapoet #melanieyeyocarter #anticsofapoet #diaryofadayumpoet #RESPECTMYTHICK​